Our Father
Our Father is our Director
as babes his loyalty was assigned
Our Father is our Protector
He guides us while we're blind
Our Father is our Defender
when our enemy attacks; we curl up behind
Our Father is our Avenger
With that no deed goes undone; that’s our peace of mind
He is our an impeccable treasure
but we are His prized possessions, He reminds
He is love without reason
to which it is most specialized
in our eyes, Our Dearest is beyond design
for His warmth keeps us perfectly aligned.
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